Star of the Morning

All the leaves are falling
Seasons will carry on
Wine and ocre colors
In the garden of Babylon

Can't you feel the wind
It's getting colder now
Stripped of all my things
Of all my belongings
Stranded from the place
I belong in

Like the star of the morning

I can tell the story
Of mighty king Solomon
Cut them in the middle
And the problem will solve
Itself alone

Don't you see the link
It's getting clearer now
Dreamers at the brink
Of psychotic breakdown
Dig your selfesteem
From the underground

Like the star of the morning

Nobody exists on purpose
Nobody belongs anywhere
Everybody is gonna die
Come watch tv

Nihilistic pleasure
Who keeps the hustle on
New holistic measure
Food for the vagabonds

And I can't help but think
Where are we going now
Please don't let it sink
Follow the calling
Working for the promise
Of glory

Like the star of the morning

Nobody exists on purpose
Nobody belongs anywhere
Nobody exists on purpose
Nobody belongs anywhere
Oh you can talk to me baby
Talk to me baby
Talk to me baby

Like the star of the morning



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Gonzalez Perez
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